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the stories have it all wrong.
          	
          	sirius never calls regulus a mama’s boy, because he isn’t. walburga doesn’t favor regulus. she favors neither of them. she is overbearing with sirius and absent at best with her second son, the dimmer star.
          	
          	sirius is a mama’s boy. it is sirius who runs into a different mother’s arms and never lets her go. it is sirius who clings onto euphemia potter and sirius who shows all of his mothers worst traits, her quintessential Black wrath and her magical skill. it is sirius who spends his life like a caged animal, slowly driven mad, angry, violent. 
          	
          	sirius never calls regulus a mamas boy because he knows if he did, regulus would know. his brother— the silent, quiet, perfect boy— is not walburga. 
          	
          	regulus is orion. the heart of the lion, and his father remade. when sirius criticizes him, it is not because he is violent, or cruel like their mother— it is because he does not act, and in sirius’s eyes, inaction is worse than anything else.
          	
          	it’s not quite love that brings regulus to the cave. it’s not quite cowardice, or spite, either; he is a boy quite removed from such things. he is a boy who is indecisive and quiet, even if it masks a sharp wit and lovely laugh, a beautiful heart. 
          	
          	it’s bravery. it’s the memory of his brothers decision to walk out the door, and his choice every day not to come back. it’s the memory of his mother, choosing to overlook him all his life. the memories of his poor, weak father, who never made a choice for himself his whole life, and didn’t know how— didn’t know how to change fate, especially not his sons.
          	
          	in the end, regulus was not made in the image of his mother or father. he was made in the image of his brother. always his brother.
          	
          	

theunbxrnt

the stories have it all wrong.
          
          sirius never calls regulus a mama’s boy, because he isn’t. walburga doesn’t favor regulus. she favors neither of them. she is overbearing with sirius and absent at best with her second son, the dimmer star.
          
          sirius is a mama’s boy. it is sirius who runs into a different mother’s arms and never lets her go. it is sirius who clings onto euphemia potter and sirius who shows all of his mothers worst traits, her quintessential Black wrath and her magical skill. it is sirius who spends his life like a caged animal, slowly driven mad, angry, violent. 
          
          sirius never calls regulus a mamas boy because he knows if he did, regulus would know. his brother— the silent, quiet, perfect boy— is not walburga. 
          
          regulus is orion. the heart of the lion, and his father remade. when sirius criticizes him, it is not because he is violent, or cruel like their mother— it is because he does not act, and in sirius’s eyes, inaction is worse than anything else.
          
          it’s not quite love that brings regulus to the cave. it’s not quite cowardice, or spite, either; he is a boy quite removed from such things. he is a boy who is indecisive and quiet, even if it masks a sharp wit and lovely laugh, a beautiful heart. 
          
          it’s bravery. it’s the memory of his brothers decision to walk out the door, and his choice every day not to come back. it’s the memory of his mother, choosing to overlook him all his life. the memories of his poor, weak father, who never made a choice for himself his whole life, and didn’t know how— didn’t know how to change fate, especially not his sons.
          
          in the end, regulus was not made in the image of his mother or father. he was made in the image of his brother. always his brother.
          
          

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i love that we all forget that percy jackson 100% could’ve killed gaia and he would’ve said “slay!!” after it HELP
          
          because it said “to storm or fire” but his father is poseidon. and we saw him create a hurricane before in the battle of manhattan, about a year BEFORE their battle with gaia. so imagine.
          
          percy jackson who thinks it’s only his destiny to support the boys of this prophecy; happy because it won’t come down to him this time, no one expects anything from him except going and fighting his hardest. not killing a primordial.
          
          and then the fight starts. jason gets knocked out of the air; he hears zeus roar. he knows before jason hits the ground that he is dead or about to be. 
          
          and then leo tries. leo almost gets her, too, before she slips back down to the ground and reforms. the earth ripples at her wind; it sinks him down so deep percy is sure he must be dead.
          
          “no more?” gaia says, and percy wipes his bloody nose. “what happened to your strength, perseus jackson? your intelligence, annabeth chase.” 
          
          “very well. we all must return to our mothers someday. it seems only fitting today would be yours.”
          
          but percy jackson knows, then. he will return to his mother today. and he calls the water from the air, from the ground, from his own soul, into a hurricane. rips her off the ground and keeps her there, suspended in his element. she grows slippery but his hold grows stronger.
          
          “you’re right,” he says, careful not to say her name lest she become stronger, “i will return to my mother today.”
          
          he wins, but the storm follows him. it dogs his steps and the monsters know. they feel the change about him. 
          
          he doesn’t care. he returns to sally jackson’s house and kisses her at the door.

theunbxrnt

HELP because genya offering to fix kaz’ leg would not go down without him saying something snarky. “my leg isn’t so bad. why don’t you fix your face first?” “i’m not sure i have faith in your healing abilities when your face looks like that” i mean she’d be mad but that’s how it would happen idc what anyone says

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queer and polyam never have i ever au (devi/ben/aneesa/paxton)
          
          genderfluid, they/them devi. they kinda like it when ben calls them david, actually. bisexual (YES i am projecting). all the social gender and sexuality struggles that come with being first generation + queer.
          
          unlabeled paxton (i have evidence for this one). they/he pronouns but wouldn’t tell anyone about liking they/them until devi badgered it out of them. won’t tell anyone if he has a sexual preference but is in a committed secret relationship with three people and flirts with pretty much everyone so unlabeled there too.
          
          trans boy ben, only binary one of the four of them tbh. he/him pronouns, pansexual. will explain to you at length that jewish ppl have always had concepts for transgenderism. awkward but also has an uncanny ability to “sniff out” queer ppl (why he called devi david for so long). 
          
          trans demigirl aneesa, i cannot stress this enough. she/they. her anorexia was worsened by thinking their body was too masc + would get bigger if she ate (relatable). just ids as queer in private when they realize she is also attracted to women, flirts a lot. 

-codyferns

you still active?? :(

theunbxrnt

( @-codyferns ) oh i hope you’re having fun!! i’m starting college in a month, so relatable. i will try not to leave but no promises if wattpad ads get any worse lol. 
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-codyferns

yeah honestly same. i was m.i.a for a while because of college but i’m gonna start writing again because it’s summer now!! don’t leave the app or i’ll cry :’( 
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theunbxrnt

( @-codyferns ) i’m … alive. lol. considering leaving this app but i haven’t yet, might delete the fic i haven’t updated in a year but i might just be in a silly goofy mood. anyway, glad to see that you’re back!! haven’t heard from you in a while<333
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